Last Thanksgiving all the guys in my family went out to Middleburg to do some skeet shooting and generally make ourselves absent so my mom could work her magic in the kitchen without constant interruption. After a few outstanding hours of blasting away at clay pigeons I spent some time walking around the fields snapping pictures in the fog. This required me to be extremely careful of where I set up my tripod, since there’s a few horses that reside in these pastures, and well, you get the idea.
There are always two people in every picture: the photographer and the viewer. – Ansel Adams